we have come a long way where our culture comprised of a beautiful relationship between the Guru & the Shishya or student. Students 
were sent to a Gurukul or school at an early age. They lived with the Guru and considered him as a friend, philosopher and guide. The word Guru translates to ‘Gu’–meaning shadow and the ‘Ru’ meaning one who disperses, an apt word for a person who guides his students or Shishyas to move away from darkness of ignorance towards illumine. Guru expected total surrender from the shishyas, and in return imparted knowledge and intimacy. They expected only Gratitude for their services which was called as the Guru-dakshina. We have come a long way, now the Guru – Shishya culture has faded.
were sent to a Gurukul or school at an early age. They lived with the Guru and considered him as a friend, philosopher and guide. The word Guru translates to ‘Gu’–meaning shadow and the ‘Ru’ meaning one who disperses, an apt word for a person who guides his students or Shishyas to move away from darkness of ignorance towards illumine. Guru expected total surrender from the shishyas, and in return imparted knowledge and intimacy. They expected only Gratitude for their services which was called as the Guru-dakshina. We have come a long way, now the Guru – Shishya culture has faded.
Our first vice-president, Dr.S.Radhakrishnan was a philosopher, author, statesman, educationist par excellence and he believed that students owe a moral duty towards their teachers. His birthday, the 5th of September each year is regarded as teacher’s day. He believed the best minds in the country should serve as the beacons of light and motivate students to become good citizens of the country. Real teaching is believed to occur when the 
disciple has disciplined himself and is tuned to the teacher’s wavelength. Today this has become history as our education system has become rusty, rigid, mundane, classroom oriented and Syllabus based. Teachers are mere robots, they deliver lectures without putting their heart and soul in it. Pocket hefty salaries, don’t bother to quench a student’s thirst for knowledge, students too jeer at them, since it is the age of technology, the virtual guru—— The Google comes to their aid and solves their queries. The virtual guru may help them procure good marks but to become good human beings it is a far cry.
disciple has disciplined himself and is tuned to the teacher’s wavelength. Today this has become history as our education system has become rusty, rigid, mundane, classroom oriented and Syllabus based. Teachers are mere robots, they deliver lectures without putting their heart and soul in it. Pocket hefty salaries, don’t bother to quench a student’s thirst for knowledge, students too jeer at them, since it is the age of technology, the virtual guru—— The Google comes to their aid and solves their queries. The virtual guru may help them procure good marks but to become good human beings it is a far cry.
Fortunately I got teachers who illuminated me with good knowledge. Here I want to give an ode especially to my English teacher, Ms. Bugg, a foreign teacher, who settled in India. The knowledge imparted by her, 3 decades back has helped me reach here. I have imbibed all the nuances of English from her. I can say one thing–‘Teachers who love teaching, Teach children 
to love learning. ‘apt for her. She was an innovator, who taught me English in the seventh standard, where teachers go in classrooms to finish their assigned syllabus and students learn with disinterest, she made English so interesting, that we yearned for more. Her diction and vocabulary was flawless, which inculcated the love for new words within me. During recess when teachers, relaxed with tea, snacks and gossip, she cut out gold, silver and black stars from various papers. The stars signified the type of work done, a gold star pasted in the copy signified excellent work, silver average and black poor work. She took pains to stick those stars in our copy, with personalised comments. Each child was given encouragement. No favourites existed. We all waited for the gong to announce the English period. Each student got personalised attention, so every student clamoured for more. All of us wanted to outdo the other with a notebook adorned with Gold-Stars and her peppy remarks. Her heart and soul went into making us good human beings.
to love learning. ‘apt for her. She was an innovator, who taught me English in the seventh standard, where teachers go in classrooms to finish their assigned syllabus and students learn with disinterest, she made English so interesting, that we yearned for more. Her diction and vocabulary was flawless, which inculcated the love for new words within me. During recess when teachers, relaxed with tea, snacks and gossip, she cut out gold, silver and black stars from various papers. The stars signified the type of work done, a gold star pasted in the copy signified excellent work, silver average and black poor work. She took pains to stick those stars in our copy, with personalised comments. Each child was given encouragement. No favourites existed. We all waited for the gong to announce the English period. Each student got personalised attention, so every student clamoured for more. All of us wanted to outdo the other with a notebook adorned with Gold-Stars and her peppy remarks. Her heart and soul went into making us good human beings.
As a token for her good education, I want to gift what a student can gift ———-Gratitude in the form of a verse—-
Teacher and advisor,
Counselor and friend,
Imparter of knowledge
Which never has an end.
All those things you were to me,
And I’m thankful to this day,
I have now succeeded
And you helped to show me the way.
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